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    When had life ever been easy? Sue wondered as she dressed. The small one room apartment seemed to mock her with its shabby furnishings. Not that it was so much worse that anything else she had ever known but rather that it was not better.  She was lucky to have it and she knew it. Born to parents that were only a short step above poor white trash she had always been looked down on by the small town people. Her dad had been little more than a drunk but he had at least loved her and her mother and had tried as hard as he could. There had never been enough but the three of them were sort of happy in their poverty. She had been a pretty child and it was her looks that attracted the attention of the star football player. He was from the good side if town back when there was one and his attentions had flattered her. He was a senior while she was only thirteen. The small gifts and attentions had blinded her to his real goals. Then one night he stopped asking for the things he wanted and that she was not yet ready to provide and just took them. The rape had lasted until late in the night and left her with a baby at the age of fourteen. Although there was a small scandal it soon passed and the rape became something else in the town\rquote s lore. A story of a social climber that tried to entrap a decent young man. Then her father had died and her mother had soon followed. At sixteen she was an orphan and broke with a youngster to support. Somehow she had managed to survive and even finish school. A study boyfriend  had supported her for a while and had given her another daughter. Her graduation had been ignored by all but she had done it and just as she was ready to take her place in the world new disasters landed on her. One was personal, the boy friend decided he wanted some one new and had booted her fanny out while the other was town wide. The mill closed and wiped out whoever chance she had as well as devastating the local job market. From there the whole town just sort of died. With jobs so scarce who would hire a tramp with a bad reputation and no skills.  A long series of odd and part time jobs enabled her to feed her kids while rummage sale clothes dressed them. The Fox\rquote s had allowed her to move into the room over the garage and she had paid her rent with small jobs for them, cooking, cleaning, whatever. Now she was twenty eight with a fourteen and twelve year old girls and a dying landlord. Mrs. Fox had died last year and she had  watched as Mr. Fox slid downhill.  His son had long since moved away and had made it clear that the house would be sold as soon as possible. They would be homeless. The room wasn\rquote t much but it was within walking distance of everything they needed and that was important because there was no public transportation and a car was just impossible. Without Mr. Fox\rquote s phone she would have no way for those with work for her to contact her either. God, what was she to do?\par
    She heard the creak of the top step and waited for the girls to walk in. They were the only good thing in her life. Two lively smart pretty young ladies, well mannered and respectful. She had brought them up trying to avoid her mistakes and to make them someone who could become more that she had ever managed. But there was a knock instead. Wondering who would come calling she answered. An older gentleman dressed in a dark suit was standing there.  Miss Fuller, Susan Fuller?  At her nod he went on. My name is Jeffery Knox and I represent a certain gentleman who has taken an interest in you. Would you accompany me to the park across the street so we might talk? Relived that she would not have to invite him to the shabby room and provide nosy  neighbors with something to gossip about she followed him to the small park and sat on the offered bench.\par
    Now Miss Fuller, this may sound a little strange at first but please hear me out. We have investigated you quite a bit and we believe we know you quite well. You have had some rotten luck but yet you still try and refuse to give in and give up. My employer is a rather well off man and he has a hobby that may seem odd at first. He is an older gentleman that has no family but loves children. He does not socialize due to certain injuries suffered in a mishap a few years ago. Indeed he chooses to live on an island out of the country. His hobby is to find people such as yourself  and aid them. If you choose to allow him to help you your life will change. I believe that once you wished to become a teacher. He will provide you with the means and opportunity to fulfill that dream if you still want to follow that path. All tuitions, all living expenses, moving and travel. You will need nothing except the drive to succeed. He will also help you to get that all important first job and will remain a resource for you and the girls  in the future. Now before you say anything I must inform you of what you will do to earn this boon.  I mentioned he lives on an island and you three will be required to move there for at least one year. You will not be prisoners but if you leave you will forfeit all future aid. You will be paid for your time and travel and should have enough money to at least end up better that you are at present. Of course the longer you stay the more you will be paid. You will be required to live with him as family. No he will not require you to sleep with him and he does not touch little girls. He is in fact incapable of performing the sex act  but he still enjoys female beauty. You will take meals together and share activities. In short be a family. There is a full staff on the island so your workload will be minor. One last thing, he is a naturalist and expects you three to share that with him. I said he enjoys looking at beautiful women and pretty girls did I not. This is his reward for helping you and I think you will find the trade a fair one. Also you will never find out his name or where the island is. You understand his need to avoid those who would accept his largess and then try for more with false claims and suits as well as those who would seek to interfere with his chosen lifestyle. He is a very private man and wishes to remain that way. Now I\rquote  m sure you  have many questions and need to think this over and perhaps discuss it with the girls so I have prepared some papers for you to study and have taken the liberty of engaging a local lawyer to review them with you. The firm that stands behind the contract is an old and very well thought of firm that will be there for you. Please take the package and study it, talk to the lawyer and the girls, and then when you have made your mind up call the number on the last page, collect by all means and give them your answer. Thank you for your time and good day.  \par
    After he left she returned to her room and studied the package of papers. Much of it was in legal mumbo jumbo but there was one that seemed to recap what the others said and did so in plain English. It repeated what she had been told except for the required nudity. The phone number for the local lawyer was there and she decided to impose on Mr. Fox for the use of his phone. Come to think about it he was also the closest thing to a friend she had and was still fairly sharp. She would talk the whole thing over with him as well. \par
    Three days later she was convinced that the whole thing was for real. The lawyer had checked the firm named in the contract and found them  to be an old very well respected group. There were no loopholes or traps in the contract and the chance it represented was just too good to pass up. It was time to talk to the girls. Given their living conditions at least they were used to being naked around each other and with her. But a strange man? At first they thought the whole thing was creepy but after some time realized the opportunity it offered. By the morning it was decided to call the collect phone number and see what happened.\par
    What happened was a return visit by Mr. Knox. He covered in greater detail the ins and outs of the whole thing and did so with the girls present. He also took them to the county clerk and filed for passports as a rush. There was a shopping trip for the few clothes and luggage needed as well as a trip to the doctor for check ups and shots. A long overdue visit to the dentist had everything bright and shining. All three of them were in a mild state of shock when he left. They now had the first new things they had in years as well as cash in their hands for he had left them with one thousand dollars as earnest money. The plane tickets arrived the same day as the passports and within the week they were airborne for the mystery island and the meeting with their benefactor.  \par
    It was dark when the small plane landed. The smell of the sea was strong in the cool breeze, sea and some kind of flowers. A oversized golf cart met them and in a matter of minutes they were shown their rooms. Sue  had her own and the girls had the other. Encouraged to sleep and recover from the long journey it was quite late when they awoke. Of course the girls woke first and just had to get their mother up. There was a bit of - can this be real and are we really here - and it was only reinforced by a cooked to order breakfast served on a terrace overlooking the water. Fresh fruits and other foods so long out of reach except for special times were common here and the three ate too much.  \par
   An older man joined them. He was about fifty, in excellent shape with a short well trimmed beard, twinkling eyes and a ready laugh. Wearing only a tan set of Speedos he at first had appeared nude to her and just for a second she was afraid the nudity was going to start before they had even settled in. then she looked closer and saw the scars. Clever make up hid many of them and the beard covered more but it was clear that this man had been grievously injured. This must be her mystery benefactor. Before she could stand to greet him he waved her back to her seat and introduced himself.\par
    Good morning Sue. May I call you Sue? My name is Scott and I am the one who brought you here. Lets see, this must be Katy and that means you must be Jenny, am I right? Thought so, anyway I know you must have many question but please save them for now. Lets pretend this is all a dream or fairy tale and just let it lead us where it will. I have found the best times are often unplanned. Let me show you my home and allow me to share your delight as you discover its many pleasures. I would suggest you change into swimwear first, we may get wet several times before we are through. You will find things in the closets of your rooms. They are all new and are yours to keep so feel free. \par
     The suit she found was only a little smaller than she would have picked for herself but was a Dior and cost more than anything she had ever owned. The green matched her eyes.  Thank god she was not overly bushy or her pubic patch would have hung out at the edges. She stopped to look in the mirror. Not too bad after all she thought. Tits still fairly high and firm, belly flat in spite of two kids, ass showing just a bit of droop, and her legs were still well muscled and tapered nicely to small feet. The girls met her in the hallway and just for a second she wanted to send them back to change into something else. Then she remembered, in a few days they would be wandering around naked so a skimpy suit was nothing to be concerned with. Both lithe young bodies were well displayed. She could see the shapes of their mounds and the lips there through the thin fabric while the tops just covered the small pale nipples. Funny she had seen both girls nude every day but had not noticed just how much they had grown up. Ever little Jenny was showing her new shape, how had she missed that change? She was no longer flat and straight lines. There were tiny breasts and the hips were rounding under a waist that was not there before. Katy was turning into a miniature version of her mom, everything the same but half scale. Makes me wish I liked girls better, she thought, what a pair of tasty morsels.  A long forgotten episode surfaced in her mind. Just before she was raped her friend Mike had stayed over and there had been some fooling around. She had shared the joys of girl to girl sex and while it had dismayed and repelled her to the point where she and Mike had drifted apart shortly she had enjoyed it at the time. \par
   The tour lasted most of the morning. Not because the place was that big but rather because there was so much to do. They stopped often to try things or to enjoy a view or a comfortable spot. And they did get wet often, pool, hot tub, beach, small boat, and showers to wash the salt off. At one of the showers she first noticed him watching them closely. As Katy turned under the water she realized the suits all three of them had were tanning suits and turned almost invisible when wet. She started to protest but his look stopped her. Somehow he managed to convey the message that she had been warned and should not be surprised. She took comfort in thinking that the girls had not noticed but when Jenny stretched just to show off for him she realized they were aware of what was going on and were going to play along. He cautioned them about the sun burning them to a crisp and at his insistence sun block was in order. He allow the girls to slather each other with the stuff but insisted on helping her. Now it comes, she thought, this is where I get groped and grabbed. But he just rubbed in the thick fluid. Her back and legs and shoulders were his to do while he left her inner thighs, stomach, and chest. She was surprised by his skill, he\rquote s got knowing hands she thought as the tension bled away under his touch. As they toured she watched him. While he was often looking  at the girls she could not detect any lust in his eyes, rather he acted like he was watching young colts at play. She could understand that well enough. Her daughters were lithe and pretty. Utterly unconcerned with appearances and lost in the adventure they were free sprits darting in play and it was pleasurable to  watch them. The times she caught him looking at her the eyes were different. He was looking at her as a woman and one that any man would wish to have but even so she could see no demands or danger. Just an honest enjoyment and perhaps memories of other women like her in better times.  \par
    The swim suits were replaced with ones made of two stretchy bands of fabric with small triangles in the right spots. She had seen pictures of them before and thought that they were from Japan or somewhere. Worn with one end of each loop over the shoulder and the other ends between the legs they covered very little and what they did was only covered from some angles, mainly from the front. When sitting or moving they were only decorations and not coverings. She heard the girls giggling and joking the first time they wore them and it seemed they went out of their way to provide Scott with peeks at their small but enjoyable charms. As for Scott he was now wearing a G string made of the tan through fabric so that when he got wet they could see almost as much as if he were nude. Still he was a prefect gentleman and it was only a matter of days before the clothes were a thing f the past. The four of them were completely relaxed with each other\rquote s bare skin, maybe too much. The girls having noticed the enjoyment their mother got when he helped her with sun block began to ask him for the same help. Before too long he was massaging them all and doing so in ways and places that would have shocked her before. Now it seemed to her that he was most interested in pleasing them and then enjoying sharing the pleasure.  \par
    As time went on the girls began acting as if Scott was a father. They would snuggle with him to watch something or just for a hug. Sue realized one day that her girls had never had anyone as a father figure in their lives and watching them with Scott made her think about the lack. Girls needed a dad but hers had never. Now he was filling the void and she was worried about the future. In a few months this all would pass and he would be gone from their lives. They would miss him terribly and might just latch onto the first male that showed them any kindness. Well she would worry about it later for now she fully intended to enjoy the good times for the first time in her life.\par
    Now there were times when she and Scott shared more than time. Without any urging she had joined him in quite times without the girls. Times when she could almost feel loved and wanted. She found herself wishing that he was not crippled and unable to function as a man. She was quite taken with him and often found herself needing to take measures to calm herself in bed at night. Late one night she was busy with her hand in her pussy when it struck her. He enjoys giving pleasure, just maybe if I play my cards right he\rquote ll give me what he can. Her minds eye saw the two of them in a huge bed. Intertwined with his gray head planted firmly in her crotch and her body stiff and writhing in pleasure as his tongue and fingers played her like a violin. Her hand moved faster as she reacted to her vision and before long she shook with the best orgasm she had ever managed with her fingers. Damn it was nice to have the time and the privacy to let go. Back home it was quickies in the shower or when the kids were in school, done almost like she was trying to get it done before her parents caught her. She wondered what the girls did. They were almost never alone and at their ages they had to be masturbating. Thinking back on it she had heard some odd noises coming from the bed they shared late at night. Well they could have heard similar sounds coming from her couch late some nights too. She giggled at the thought of all three of them beating the bush at the same time while trying to be quiet enough to hide it from the other two. While she thought of her girls with their fingers playing in young slits her own began to react. She was trying for a second climax when it hit her, she was whacking off while she was thinking of doing it with her own kids. Shocked into stillness she at first was ashamed of her self then realized that the first sexual experience she had ever had was with a girl just about their ages.  Besides thoughts aren\rquote t actions and if thinking about her girls gave her pleasure it was for sure that she had earned it. \par
    Some days later she had followed Scott to his room. They had drunk some wine and she was just a bit tipsy. He said nothing but allowed her to slide into the big bed and accepted her offer to snuggle.  \par
    Scott was very comfortable to sleep with as it turned out, willing to act as a pillow in many different positions, quiet and still, and no snoring. Sue found the chaste nights to be even better than the days of idle luxury. One night she complained of a sore muscle in her thigh and he offered to massage it for her. The knot in her leg was soon gone and replaced with a burning need a little higher. Without a word needed his hands moved upward and within a very short time she was writhing in pleasure. He really did have knowing hands. And a very talented tongue. Her climax paled every one she ever had before. Screaming and crying before collapsing in a sodden heap on the soaked sheet she was just overwhelmed by his expertise. Then the knowing hands returned to guide her down from the highs of her orgasm. Softly touching the places that begged to be touched they lowered gently into sleep. \par
    In the morning they awoke and talked. She thanked him for the best night of her life and was taken aback when he hinted that more complete nights were possible. Surprised she blurted out a question about his inability before recoiling in shame. The man had just sent her into ecstasies and here she was calling him something less than a man. He just laughed and promised that he was fully capable of all functions and explained he used to suffer that way but now was healed. He allowed Jeffery to remain in the dark about it because it tended to quell the fears of the women  he invited to his island. Indeed most of them never attempted to get physical with him past an odd hug or two or a bit of snuggling on a couch. Was she angry that he had misled her? Angry, my god, she thought, hell no. I\rquote m horny as hell. Her kiss removed all doubts and then those hands were back. His hands and tongue drove her to such heights that she feared for her sanity. Then just as she was about to explode he stopped and moved upward planting kisses as he slid up her body. As he was kissing her lips he entered her. Each thrust sent waves through her body and together they rode the passion. Faster and deeper he thrust into her until their bodies hammered against each other and the room shrank to just the place where they were wetly joined. The liquid sounds of lovemaking and the joyful cries of the two of them filled the air and even carried down the hall where it woke the girls. Too good to last even with his virility they shared a mutual climax that  left them both sodden wrecks laying in a twisted heap. \par
    Later, much later they joined the girls on the beach. Sue blushed as both of the little minxes teased her about some very strange noises in the night. Scott joined in and she discovered that she could blush all over her body. \par
    Things changed after that night. The last barriers were down and the four of them became a family. Freely talking and always with time to hug and snuggle. By now clothes seemed almost dirty and it became hard to remember what their lives had been before that knock on the door. The year passed all too fast. Toward the end a certain sadness spread over them all with the realization that their time on the island was nearing the end. Then one starlit night as the four of them were laying in the sand looking at the stars he asked if they really had to go home. \par
    The story spilled out. He had once a family. He loved and was loved but was too busy to really see what he had. Then one day his family was taken from him. He was left broken in body and sprit. The scars that they no longer noticed were the ever present  reminders of what he had lost. His aid to families like theirs was his way of trying to make up for all the time he had wasted while he had had those who loved him. And it had helped but still there was a hole in his soul. A hole that had filled in the last year. Would the three of them be willing to join with him as a real family? Would she and the girls consent to a marriage? \par
    As they looked at him in surprise they could see the tears wetting his beard and hear the longing and love in his voice. One look at each other before Katy found her voice, Daddy Scott we would love to marry you. Or at least have Mom do it. We\rquote ll come along happily and make a real family and love each other forever.\par
    So the dream or fairy tale became real. The chance became a new life filled with love and sunshine that lasted until death did them part many years later.\par
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